Not my harvest, the big farms harvest. I am on a truck route. Now all of the farms harvest is done, so are the trucks! The air is clean and clear again. I only have mandarins and limes from my tree just now. I had so many spare I dropped another bag to food relief on friday. I am not a big fan of mandarins, and a bit sick of them now haha. I am planning to go round the neighbours this week cos this Jump Off show I am watching is making me itch for a ride, or at least horsey chat, and most in town have been involved in racing or polo. Maybe I can swap mandarins for horse rides lol.
I used to water my garden everyday. It's very relaxing. Ten years ago, my sister stayed here briefly while I was travelling...and she cut down the ONE tree in the yard. I was so pissed! She said she cut it down because there were spiders in them. Idiot. 😒OOOPS! I was supposed to go to a breakfast BBQ this morning, and I completely forgot. Instead I gave a chicken a massage and an espon salt bath and tried to water the garden. I feel bad cos I did actually want to go.
I figured out why watering the garden takes it out of me so much, besides the obvious distress of pouring that much chemically treated water into the dirt, I look down the whole time. I don't hold my own head up, and it puts my neck out cos I had to bend so often to move the old monster hose. I actually injure myself every single time I water, and being so hot, I have to water at least 3 times a week. This isn't good. I cant imagine the damage to my neck now after 2 years of that. I hope I don't survive when it does inevitably collapse. The new hoses made it much easier but have a lower rate of flow. I am starting to hate the garden, it is too small for a horse and too big to just enjoy. If that stupid gardener hadn't cut back the one tree providing shade for the whole middle of the yard, I would have a shade tree 3 times the size and not have to water as much. I am really frustrated.
Everything is trashed after the wild weather we had. I lost everything I had been working on the last few months, not for the first time. Its useless asking for help from my family for anything like this cos when I say "I need this" they say "No you need that" and give me things that are of absolutely no use or assistance to me, and then scream at me for not being grateful. Like when I asked for help with doing retic for the trees, we got the orchid done which was actually the only part I didn't need help with, the hose reached them fine and they were designed as flood beds, not for sprinklers. Its such a waste of everyones time when no one actually hears what I am trying to communicate. I don't have the cash to do proper retic for the whole lot, but I am capable of doing the work if I had supplies. The gardening was supposed to be included with the rent, but once I fired the gardener for cutting down the tree, that right was lost and the rent stayed the same. It is so, so expensive to upkeep this place and not nearly as rewarding as horses.
I wish I had moved to the granny flat with the crazy lady down the road. My horse would have been allowed to come with me, and the rent was cheaper. That was my plan until I got trapped here. A smaller house suits me much better, this house is way too big to keep clean and the garden is just a money suck, when I don't have money to be sucked! I understand why most in town now wouldn't be too fussed if a fire wiped the lot out. We'd all get a better quality of life on the insurance money. I do love the cottage, a lot, but it is too big for one person and the garden is a dying wasteland in my care. I miss my horses so much and have no idea how to keep fit and healthy without them holding my routine. I tried really hard to compensate with the buns, but they don't need near on as much care, and adding to the pet brood doesn't fill the hole horses left.
Truthfully, if I was a billionaire, I would stay in the area (its perfect for horses), heck, I'd stay on this property with a few improvements. I have room for a lap pool... but its just such a struggle right now with such limitations, not just financially but socially as well. There is a big camp draft down the road, and I don't want to go in case seeing horses makes me cry, and crying in public is what got me into this isolated mess in the first place.